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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=455556" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To The Right Honourable The Earl Of Thomond, At Bath</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=455556" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Obrian, were in Story told,<br>Thy Ancestors wore Crowns of old:<br>In fair Hibernia's Isle they reign'd;<br>A Country, by their Sons disdain'd!<br>Too apt to charge their Native Isle<br>With ev'ry Vice of Speech and Style:<br>Yet thy Eliza, great and good,<br>Of Seymour's, and of Piercy's Blood,<br>(Whose Ancestors, to Fame well known,<br>When injur'd, shook the British Throne<br>Will not thy native Isle deride,<br>Tho' to an higher Crown ally'd.<br>And shall Hibernia fear Disgrace,<br>From Thomond, of Milesian Race?<br>It ill becomes thee thus to treat<br>Thy Family's Imperial Seat.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=455556" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Great Boiroimke! look down and see<br>This Change in thy Posterity;<br>Who quit all Titles to thy Throne,<br>But Hospitality alone.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Mary+Barber">Mary Barber</a></strong></div>

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